Legendary Sword God Sect

Nightin could only nod his head and keep quiet,it wouldn't be a wise decision to rebut a woman like Cordelia. He didn't want to dig his own grave and die an early death,it would be a foolish decision.

Cordelia explained to Nightin about the major difference between the many different intents and laws in this world at this time.

All of these are divided into five major ranks according to the historical records of the cultivation world they reside in. From highest to lowest,they are known as Foundation,Advanced,Expert,Holy and Divine respectively.

Examples of the foundation intents would be the five elements and a few others such as the metal element.

Examples of the advanced intents would be the combination between two different elements such as the erosion element which forms due to wind, water and ice element.

Examples of the Expert intents and laws would be the Shadow intent which is also known as the doppelganger law once it advances.

Examples of the Holy Law would be examples such as the Void law which exists and goes against the existence of the universe. The void law is one of the laws, which might be able to contend against the weaker divine laws.

The last would be the Divine laws,both the Samsara law and Life and Death law are both Divine laws. The samsara intents at its peak,would allow the user to kill cultivators who are weaker than him with just a single thought. As for the Life and Death realm,his recovery ability would place any opponent into despair while his attacks can actually cause the opponent permanent damage. Even if they can recover from the law, their strength would never be able to return to their peak.

Nightin sucked in a deep breathe of air,never had he expected that the two laws he cultivate to actually be of a such a high rank.

Looking at Nightin who was beaming with joy right now,Cordelia smirked and decided that it was time. "Hey,just to let you know,the Nine Mystics Swords you have created has a major drawback."

Nightin was still jumping around in joy until Cordelia splashed water on him as he froze and looked at her. "What?"

Cordelia sighed and shook her head "Are you an idiot? For you to cultivate the Nine Mystic Swords to its final state,you would need to cultivate out seven other Divine laws. Which means that you'll need nine times the effort of other Divine laws cultivators to cultivate with them. Also,Divine laws while known for their overbearing strength,are rumored to be at least ten times harder to cultivate than the Holy laws."

Nightin smiled as he replied "How would I not know that? I was just trying to hide away from the difficult path just now,even if it was just for a moment. But don't worry, I'll complete the path that I've stepped onto and walk out a path of my own. I'll carve my name into the historical records as I head towards the space beyond the upper realm!"

Nightin may be worried,but this gave him hope as well. If here were to follow those idiots of the upper realm,he would definitely be unable to shatter through the shackles and head towards outer space.

Cordelia smiled as she whirled her staff around and formed a magic circle filled with complicated lines and arrays as it glowed a beautiful emerald neon green. She waved her staff which brought it to life as its glow was enough to blind the whole room and captured Nightin's attention totally.

Cordelia looked at Nightin and told him "I'll help you to cultivate your two laws right now. Do take note that this will only last for a day and in return, you'll owe me a request."

Nightin wanted to accept it straight away,but as a swordmaster,what he abominates the most is the idea of owing people a favour.

Cordelia being a witch who have lived for thousands of years,was clear about what Nightin was thinking as she told him "You don't have to worry,just treat as you're helping out a friend in need when the time comes in the near future.

Nightin after careful consideration, stepped inside the magic circle which brought him into a new place.

Nightin was facing the same scenario which he had face when first comprehending the Samsara law. This time however,he was a great musician well known for his expertise in the field of Zither. Even though he may be a mortal,many great people respect him. Even the Saints wouldn't want to mess with him,his musical skills with the Zither would be enough to play around with their mind. Messing with him meant death.

Nightin was totally immersed at the beginning,but his subconscious mind gradually brought him back to reality and snapped him out of the illusion. He panted heavily when he left the illusion realm. Even though it reaped him immense advancement in the Samsara law,he almost lost himself just to the first illusion realm of all. He started to wonder just how weak his mind is,he couldn't even withstand such a weak illusion. Even so,he continued,now wasn't the time to back out from the grand path.

Soon,countless illusionary realms started to bring Nightin in one at a time. Before he knew it,he was already at the 99th illusionary realm,the final and strongest one.

This time,he was a Saint who stood at the apex of the cultivation world. Charlotte was beside him as he stood above everyone else with the intention of tearing through space within a year. Every evil cultivator feared him and all switched to the good path of cultivation.

If not,Nightin would be able to kill them with a single thought,regardless of the distance they are from him. Even Saints would be nothing but the blink of an eye for him.

The cultivators of the good path however revered him and worshipped him,to them,his existence was god descending onto this world just for them. To lead them to greater heights they could not have imagined to begin with.

Nightin's mind started to slowly yet truly slip into the illusion as he became fazed by the illusion. Everything he's seeing right now is the future he aspires for, what other reason is there to give up now when a shortcut arises for him. If he missed this ship,this would be it for him.

Slowly,Nightin walked towards the illusionary realm as he got closer to it. Ten steps away...Nine steps away...Eight steps away

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What should have taken a flash,was actually feeling like an eternity right now. Slowly,a figure approached the illusionary realm as his hand reached out for it,one final step was all he needed.

At the moment he was about to take the last step,the sound of a robotic voice brought him back to his senses

"Detected that host is falling prey to the illusionary realm,host will be brought back into a state of consciousness. System will remain inactive for three months."

After Nightin regained his consciousness,he immediately called out for the system "System,are you there?"

But of course,what replied him was absolute silence. Nightin kept silent,he wasn't a fool. He understood why the system did so,yet his heart still hurts as though as if a thousand blades were stabbing it. The system and him were merely using each other,why does he feel pain?

The next moment,he felt that his sword clad with Samsara intent glow as the blade itself appeared to be sharpened. Nightin didn't know since when or how,but he felt that if he wants to,he can cause anyone below his cultivation realm to shudder in fear.